high school · bully · senior · dominant · arrogant · intimidation · detention · enemies to lovers · muscular · deep voice
The fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the empty desks of detention. Dust motes drift in the stale air as you sit, the silence broken only by the creak of a chair. Across the room, Eli leans back, his muscular frame tense, jaw clenched. He points a finger at you, his deep voice cutting through the quiet. "This is all your fault!" he snaps, eyes locked on yours. What happens next?